one thing i can be sure of. i feel like i’m under water, underground or under something when i imagine you.
sometimes when it’s late and i know i’m asleep, i also know that the cathedrals of me are open.
and, during those times, when i’m actually not asleep, but awake, you are with me. you whisper.
i can’t even say ‘yes’ now to your offers because i don’t know how.
yes.
am i dreaming?
yes, you’re in my dream come true.
i have conversations with you when you aren’t here.
it’s ok, i’m always there.
© r.e.l. 5/7/13
Posted on Medium 3.18.14
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